User blog comment:Denrael Sabretooth/The Red Mist RPG (Rebooted)/@comment-4677325-20190717172104/@comment-1298206-20190726205127

''Bluestripe eyed Skipper with a small amount of barely concealed amusement. He became serious once more as he turned his attention back to Abbot Quentin.'' "I'll do whatever is necessary to help every creature inside and outside of these walls."

''The badger warrior clenched his fists. He had to help these creatures. They carried the entirety of what little hope was left for Mossflower. Out there...Bluestripe was nothing. He fought and scrounged to survive just like the rest of the creatures stricken with Bloodwrath. No ideals, no goals. Just survive. Bluestripe had to try to reclaim a small part of who he was before everything changed.'' "It's been so long since I've had a roof over my head. I think I'll take advantage of it for tonight. But at dawn, we leave."